Adeus América

I can't take it anymore, oh how I miss Brazil
Oh how I want to go back
Goodbye America, this land is very nice
But I can't stay because
The samba called me
The samba called me

I say goodbye to boogie woogie, to woogie boogie
And to swing as well
No more rocks, foxtrots, and jumps
That doesn't suit me
I'll go back to playing the cuíca, hitting the barrel
Playing the tamborim

No more lights and all rights, good nights and faufaits
That's not for me anymore
I want a samba made just for me